OK, so I’m still going on about my new camera. But it’s sooo shiny Friday...got into work at 10:30 (oops), had a 1.5 hour lunch break (double oops) and left bang on the dot of 6 (oopsie!). Much broken, eventually I fixed it but I’m now a day behind. Bah. Legged it on a bus to Hammersmith, which took forever. I’d forgotten how shite the roads are in West London. Met up with Sunin, Mogwai, Fetters, Jamie, Justin and Lloyd - raced off to Riverside Studios for the All Star Talent Show. I’d not realised but it was a live show. So after much texting of everyone I know to try and watch me on telly...er...well, I ended up in the far left hand corner just below the audience boom camera and didn’t manage to be on telly at all. We watched Jilly Goulden (crap), Victoria Bush (amazingly good), Lembit Opik (crap) Roy Walker (destined to win, even if he was only a bit good), Carly Hillman (sorta actually had talent) and Ben Ofeudo (Token) being a bit entertaining. Julian Clary was a judge and guest Christopher Biggins was also a judge. Along with 7.5 months pregnant Lucy Benjamin. We sniggered a bit. “...and on my right is Christopher Biggins, who also appears to be 7 and a half months pregnant...” and “...careful on that stage Andi. You know, I think that’s probably the wobbliest erection Andi Peters has worked on...”. I think we needed more Julian Clary. And someone should have slapped Jilly, she was rubbish. Every time her name was mentioned, someone below me in the audience made a loud neighing noise. Trundled back into town via food at Dionysus for GAY. Hur. Last time I went I got so drunk I couldn’t remember going home. I’d forgotten that bit. And at £1.50 for a tiny glass of coke I wasn’t sticking around long. So ran back home and hid in bed. Got up earlyish on Saturday, roused the gays too. Well, the sunin anyways. Went to Barking and bought knickers and a tshirt from the fatblokeshop and found a shop that sells tardises made out of tent. Briefly considered buying one to use as a darkroom in the living room but came to my senses. Wandered to cash converters, which was full of overpriced second hand tat. As per. Then headed home and then out to Browns for dindins. Yummy steak and much silliness. We’d planned to walk after up to town but we were all so knackered we just went home. And watched porn. Cazzo - Way Down. Which appears to feature footle, much to everyone’s disgust. * Scott cackles I bedded and everyone else continued to get strangely aroused by perverted porn. Apparently. Up earlyish on Sunday too, eventually dragging our arses out of bed to go and do Wings for lunch. We then headed back to the flat, Sunin ran off and Marcus was late for his photoshoot My first photoshoot with the new camera was interesting as it happened far later than it was meant to, so we started at about 10 minutes to sunset. The camera performed gorgeously well though, I was dead impressed. The photos on flickr haven’t been processed whatsoever, all the colour control and stuff is done on the camera. Took some nice pics that I was impressed by at any rate. Hoping Marcus liked them too. Did a couple of young Teej as well which I’ll upload later. Chris is installed in his uni. He had a dream about me where we hugged. Made me go all wibbly inside...bless. Bed relatively early. Was shiny. Good weekend. My new toy is performing admirably (Sunin may require my services next weekend). This week I’m doing some people and then Friday I’m off to see Jon. All exciting